From The D to the H

I need a bad bitch from the bay
I just fucked a bad bitch from LA
If we got some 'tron & some weed we straight
I don't got opponents I'm living great
I'm smoking exotic
My bitch love to ride it
I'm moving iconic I hope she don't stop it
I'm going crazy like I'm in a mosh pit
I drew the line don't you cross it
Bitch I'm the wave but I do not surf
All of these blues I feel like a smurf
I fucked that bitch inside of church
And then I might go thru her purse
Many men, 50 cent, I feel like a pimp
Pimp
Nigga know he can't touch me
I just want the head no we not fucking
(I'm not like these other hoes
I'm not calling you yeroc
And who are you? You don't deserve that
Now get the fuck out my face)
I'm back in the drop the cream of the crop
These bitches they scream "it's yerocwontstop"
I think I'm in love with all of my Glocks
I think she in love with all of my watch
I went outta town then he got popped
I don't know who did it I don't know who shot
She fuck with me cause I think out the box
I told bro hit me up when I get the drop
I'm back on that fuck shit
I'm realizing now I don't trust shit
Bitch come in my room but don't touch shit
I'm really sober right now I might bust quick
White girl in my Jeep she gon play with her nose
I can't wife this bitch boy you know how it go
I was too drunk had to fuck in the snow
It was ice on my neck and ice on the road
I'm good in yo hood and that's understood
I'll off me a nigga then smoke me a wood
You think I'm playing come try me you can
The cops keep searching for contraband
Hollup
I'm back to get back to what I was saying
Is she loving on me is she loving my bands
Everytime we alone I just get in them pants
Yea my Chopper gon sing it's gon make that boy dance
(I'm not calling you yeroc)
(From the triple d to the H
We working
Yerocwontstop
And we won't lose)